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Question: Write a POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into a male fairy (from medieval fantasy) complete with a fairy tunic, long and pointy elf-like ears, long insect-like fairy wings on his back, thin and lean yet athletic body, handsome and ethereal-looking face, no facial hair on the lower half of his face (he keeps his eyelashes and eyebrows however), pale skin, and long hair, complete with age change, shrinking (until the reader is literally tiny like all fairies, about the size of an insect like all fairies, making the entire world around gigantic compared to him now), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly, thanks to his newfound fairy wings), language shift (changing from English to a fairy's language (which is a type of elven language), yet the reader now completely understood this new language whilst no longer remembering English), reality change (the reader's real world warping and becoming the fantasy medieval world filled with mythical creatures such as fairies, elves, goblins (the fairies' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a fairy's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting off the new memories and personality, making him completely forget about being a mortal human and only remember being a fairy). The story is that the reader was visiting a museum containing very old books and other historical artifacts, where the reader finds a book that is all about medieval fantasy creatures, he then opens the book, causing the blinding light to engulf him and thus caused the whole transformation to occur. During the mental changes, the reader is truly terrified/horrified about completely losing/forgetting his own memories, personality, and language as a human (with English instantly changing to a fairy's language during mid-sentence, much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English, but to no avail and all he said are fairy's words), so he tries to fight against the new memories and personality (even screaming for help from his family/friends, crying out in tears, as well as attempting to shake his head as an attempt to get rid of the emerging fairy's memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain, making him completely forget his mortal and mundane human life and he only remembers being a medieval-era fairy (complete with a new name fitting for a fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). To aid in the now-fairy reader's transforming mind, a female fairy from a nearby fairy village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed into a fairy himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing a fairy's lullaby to the reader, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy and a husband to the female fairy who's comforting him), making the reader realize that the fairy woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the fairy reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous and mundane human life was only a dream and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness, child-like joy, and child-like wonder (like all fairies) is his only true life, having enjoyed being with his fairy wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa), he has married centuries ago. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
As you traverse the quiet aisles of the museum, a dusty book catching your eye reels you in. A gentle pull on the worn spine revealing a world of medieval fantasy creatures, a charm of escapism you'd always admired. Gingerly, you turn the first page, and a blinding light engulfs you, the world slipping into oblivion. When your senses return,they're heightened beyond belief. Looking around, the scale of your average world is no more; now everything seems gigantic, trees reaching up to the sky like giants, common insects trudging around like monstrous beasts. The body you'd always known, the one you saw in the mirror every day, shifts rapidly. A tunic grows about you, crafted from the color of twilight and moss, a blend of earthen and ethereal. Your ears elongate, adopting a pointy elf-like shape, while from your back sprout long, iridescent wings, fluttering like those of an insect. Your transformation isn't solely external. A wave of strength hits you, the frailty of a human body replaced by the lithe and lean yet athletic build of a fairy. Your face morphs to a remarkably handsome, ethereal visage, your eyelashes and eyebrows the only remaining traces of facial hair. Pale skin envelops you, as your once short hair now cascades long and wild. Rapid-fire shifts set in your mind, your thoughts gaining speed. The English language, once your primary, morphed into an elven fairy language. As you try to remember English words, it seems your memory is wiped clean. The language you thought in, spoke in, dreamed in, is no longer with you; replaced by a new, yet familiar tongue you have no trouble understanding. Reality warps around you. The museum, the city, everything familiar disperses into smoke. Instead, there unfolds a mystical world, teeming with magical creatures; mischievous goblins, grand dragons, mystical elves, and a myriad more creatures of storybooks. The creeping sense of terror as your human memories erode sets in. You try to fight it, to remember, to revert. Helpless cries to your family, your friends, do nothing to halt the process. Suddenly, a gentle touch startles you. A fairy, with a kind, understanding gaze, approaches. Her eyes remind you of peaceful meadows and starlit sky, comforting yet unfamiliar. She utters soft, calming words clad in the fairy language. Despite the unfamiliarity, her words touch a chord within you. As she sings a gentle lullaby, her hands cradling your face, she tells you to remember who you really are. As your terror ebbs, a wave of recognition unfolds. Slowly, you come to accept her as your lover, your wife. A flood of memories filled with laughter and love replace the human memories. The joy of being with her, the sense of peace, it all returns. Your final transformation shifts your personality to a child-like state of wonder. Looking at the world through these new eyes is mesmerizing. Your fight ends, succumbing to the joy of your new reality. It's a sweet surrender as you bolster in your relationship with your fairy wife, knowing this is your true identity. You, are a fairy, forever youthful, playful yet wise and most importantly; immortal.
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